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Chapter One Hundred: Whether to Pretend or Not, You Must Pretend
Through the black lenses, Ye Huan clearly observed the expressions of the Ninth Level Warriors. He felt no fear; he understood that in this situation, what he needed was not to be afraid but to project the image of a master!
He removed his Black Sunglasses from his nose, tossed his long hair back with flair, and directed his gaze at Xuan Ziming in front of him. He forced a cold expression and asked in a chilling voice, "Are you the Sovereign of the Southern Xiongnu Empire?"
Perhaps annoyed by Ye Huan's cool demeanor or displeased with his tone when addressing Xuan Ziming, a Ninth Level Warrior beside Xuan Ziming suddenly pressed down on the hilt of his Ring-Handled Saber and angrily questioned, "How dare you speak to the Sovereign like that?"
Bang…
Before Ye Huan could respond, Zhang Ren acted first. He kicked the Ninth Level Warrior in the stomach and swiftly pulled out the modified M4A1 assault rifle with a 40mm single-shot Grenade Launcher, pressing the dark muzzle directly against the man's forehead. The action was quick and decisive, leaving Ye Huan momentarily stunned.
To be honest, Ye Huan never expected Zhang Ren to take action at such a moment, especially as a Sixth Level Peak Warrior kicking a Ninth Level Warrior in the gut!
'When did Zhang Ren become this fast?'
Unable to comprehend how Zhang Ren managed to kick a Ninth Level Warrior, Ye Huan was astonished to see Zhang Ren seize his aura. With a fierce expression, Zhang Ren addressed the Ninth Level Warrior, "Kid, watch your tone when you speak; otherwise..."
As he spoke through gritted teeth, Zhang Ren pushed the M4A1 assault rifle forward forcefully, causing the Ninth Level Warrior to take a step back. Sweat beads formed on his forehead. If he remembered correctly, Ye Huan had used this weapon to kill many people in the palace!
Satisfied, Zhang Ren nodded and lowered his M4A1 assault rifle. He wore a smug grin, completely unaware that if it weren't for the fact that the Ninth Level Warrior had never expected him to act, he might have already been killed.
Turning around smoothly, Zhang Ren quickly returned to stand behind Ye Huan like a bodyguard.
However, when the other Ninth Level Practitioners saw this scene, they unanimously regarded Zhang Ren as Ye Huan's subordinate. After all, Zhang Ren had always stood behind Ye Huan.
Consequently, their expressions toward Ye Huan fundamentally changed; they now defined him as an even more terrifying presence. After all, having someone like Zhang Ren—who dared to kick a Ninth Level Warrior and press a gun against someone's head—as an underling indicated just how formidable Ye Huan must be.
'Zhang Ren, oh Zhang Ren, how can I have a fair conversation with others now?'
Satisfied to the utmost with Zhang Ren's performance, Ye Huan couldn't help but feel a tinge of discontent as he silently followed up with a thought. However, he wore an extremely proud demeanor on his face, one that was even more arrogant and infuriating than Zhang Ren's earlier attitude. To put it bluntly, he was simply putting on airs.
Yet, Ye Huan realized that he had no choice but to maintain this facade. With Zhang Ren displaying such high-profile behavior, if he didn't act the part, wouldn't he immediately give himself away? Therefore, this Ye Huan had to play the role, whether he wanted to or not!
Straightening his back and trying hard to make himself appear taller, Ye Huan regarded Xuan Ziming with a condescending gaze. This time, however, none of the Ninth-Level Practitioners dared to speak up; they all looked exceptionally obedient. In contrast, Xuan Ziming seemed completely unfazed by Ye Huan's scrutinizing expression. He maintained his previous posture, as if he were merely a passerby.
Noticing Xuan Ziming's indifference to the situation, Ye Huan couldn't shake the feeling that Xuan Ziming was far stronger than Zhao Wujie, the Emperor of Huaxia Nation.
With his stance firmly established, Xuan Ziming finally spoke up: "Yes, I am the Sovereign of the Southern Xiongnu Empire. Shall we sit down and have a drink?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Huan's first reaction was that there might be poison in the wine. But considering Xuan Ziming's status, he quickly dismissed that thought. As for the wine itself, Ye Huan was determined not to drink it and stated plainly: "Xuan Ziming, let me be straightforward! Liu Ruyan and Ye Le are my family. Today, I must take them away. If you have any conditions, feel free to state them so we can negotiate."
"Everyone in the Southern Xiongnu Empire knows you are here to rescue someone from the palace. Now you want me to release them? Do you think that's possible?" A smile played on Xuan Ziming's lips as he raised an eyebrow. His handsome features exuded a coldness that made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice pit.
Ye Huan didn't let this feeling affect him; he understood that getting Xuan Ziming to release anyone wouldn't be easy. However, having already put on a show of strength earlier, he could only snort coldly and ask, "So you're unwilling to release them?"
"Haha, releasing them isn't impossible, but you must offer something to compensate for my losses," Xuan Ziming replied without backing down. His tone was exceptionally firm. Yet upon hearing this from Xuan Ziming, Ye Huan felt considerably relieved; at least there was something to discuss rather than nothing at all.
Furrowing his brow, Ye Huan maintained his earlier tough attitude and cautiously asked Xuan Ziming: "What kind of compensation do you want to make up for your losses?"
If one were to calculate losses accurately, the value of Cining Palace alone would be enough for Ye Huan to offer himself as collateral. However, as the Sovereign of the Southern Xiongnu Empire, Xuan Ziming knew full well that Ye Huan and his companions would never stay here regardless. Moreover, with him not being in the palace...
Closing his eyes in quiet contemplation amidst so many people, Xuan Ziming showed no concern about whether Ye Huan might attack him. This alone made Ye Huan admire him greatly; he couldn't help but think that Xuan Ziming would make an excellent emperor. If only he were the Emperor of Huaxia Nation instead—Ye Huan might even consider helping him!
Thinking about the little princess's father, Emperor Zhao Wujie of Huaxia Nation, made Ye Huan feel a headache coming on. He harbored significant doubts about why the entire Ye Family had left the Capital of Huaxia. Just then, Xuan Ziming suddenly opened his eyes wide and fixed a sharp gaze on Ye Huan as he firmly declared: "I want your guarantee!"
"Guarantee? What kind of guarantee?" Surprised by Xuan Ziming's words, Ye Huan genuinely found it hard to understand what he meant and curiously asked.
"I want you to promise me that for the next ten years, as long as I Xuan Ziming mobilize troops against Huaxia, no one from your Ye Family can participate in the war! Of course, that includes you!" He crossed his fingers into a shape resembling a cross and spoke emphatically.
"Ten years without participating in war? Does Xuan Ziming have plans to invade Huaxia Nation?!"
Whether it was Ye Huan, Zhang Ren, or Liu Ruyan, upon hearing Xuan Ziming's words, they were all taken aback, feeling a certain degree of resentment towards him. After all, Huaxia Nation's people were still Huaxia Nation's people. If the country were truly in peril, how could they not help?
Unexpectedly, Ye Huan made a decision that left both Liu Ruyan and Zhang Ren astonished; he spoke up, "Alright, I agree!"
"Uh..."
Xuan Ziming did not expect Ye Huan to agree so readily. He regretted not suggesting that Ye Huan come to the Southern Xiongnu Empire to help him earlier. If Ye Huan truly had no feelings for Huaxia Nation...
Thinking this over, Xuan Ziming threw out his usual tactic for winning people over and said to Ye Huan, "Ye Huan, why don't you come to the Southern Xiongnu Empire to assist me? As long as you're willing, I'll pay you whatever you want!"
Money? Ye Huan truly did not lack this. In his view, with the arms from the Twenty-First Century, any family was essentially like a 'bank.' However, aside from money, Ye Huan had other needs. He opened his mouth again and said to Xuan Ziming, "Xuan Ziming, I will not join the Southern Xiongnu Empire. Likewise, I will fulfill my promise to you, but besides my family, I need one more person..."
Hearing Ye Huan's words clearly, many Ninth-Level Practitioners behind Xuan Ziming widened their eyes in disbelief. They were all thinking in unison that Ye Huan truly did not know how to appreciate kindness. It was already remarkable that Xuan Ziming hadn't held a grudge after the Cining Palace was burned down and so many experts and soldiers had died. Yet now Ye Huan wanted to leave his family behind and still demanded another person. Could it be that he wanted the Empress?
In a way, it was quite close; although Ye Huan did not want the Empress, he definitely wanted Xuan Ziming's woman. Hesitating for a moment, he added, "I mean your consort, Qiao Wei..."
Thud...
Upon hearing Ye Huan's words, a wave of shock swept through those behind Xuan Ziming. The Ninth-Level Practitioners couldn't help but murmur among themselves:
"I can't be hearing this wrong? Did Ye Huan just say he wants the Sovereign's consort?"
"It must be true; I heard it too. Could it be that Ye Huan and the Sovereign's consort have already..."
"Don't say such things! If the Sovereign hears about this kind of green hat situation, you'd better watch out..."
...
Xuan Ziming heard every word of their discussion and instantly lost his earlier calm demeanor. His face turned ashen with anger. However, after searching his mind carefully and finding no mention of Qiao Wei, he couldn't help but ask Ye Huan, "Qiao Wei? She's my consort; how come I didn't know about her?"
"Oh, right, she is a consort who just entered the palace not long ago..." After recalling what Qiao Wei had said, Ye Huan remembered that Qiao Wei had indeed just recently arrived at the palace. This additional information led to more gossip.
"Hey, did you hear? Ye Huan said she’s a new consort. Does that mean they were doomed from the start outside the palace?"
"Exactly! I bet Sovereign brought her in because of her beauty. Otherwise, why would Ye Huan set fire to the Empress's Cining Palace..."
It must be said that these gossiping Ninth-Level Practitioners had quite the imagination, linking Ye Huan's act of burning down Cining Palace with Qiao Wei. Xuan Ziming was so furious he couldn't utter a word, cursing these Ninth-Level Practitioners in his heart. Moreover, he made an important decision: no matter what happened with Ye Huan, he would deduct two months' salary from these Ninth-Level Practitioners after this matter was settled!
'You think you can talk behind my back just because I pay you? Do you think you're so important?'
After grumbling for a while, Xuan Ziming turned his attention back to Ye Huan and nodded in agreement. It was no wonder he agreed so easily; a consort who had just entered the palace wouldn't be able to distract him from managing his three thousand beauties.
The more Xuan Ziming thought about what those Ninth-Level Practitioners had said, the more he felt an urge to kill. After a while, he calmed down significantly and resentfully sent two people to bring Qiao Wei over.
To Xuan Ziming's surprise, Ye Huan felt even more convinced that Xuan Ziming was someone who could overlook small details for the sake of greater matters, which made her wary of him.
Since they were already in the inner palace and it was relatively close by, about ten minutes later, Qiao Wei was brought before Ye Huan. Liu Ruyan and Ye Le also returned to his side, not to mention Zhang Ren still holding up that modified M4A1 assault rifle.
After reporting to Xuan Ziming and leaving the palace under the watch of several Ninth-Level Warriors, Zhang Ren and Liu Ruyan were puzzled by why Ye Huan had previously stated he would not participate in the conflict between Huaxia Nation and Southern Xiongnu Empire. Liu Ruyan couldn't help but ask Ye Huan, "Ye Huan, why did you agree to Xuan Ziming's request earlier?"
"Mother, if I didn't agree, how could we have gotten out? Besides, I did agree not to participate in the war between Huaxia Nation and Southern Xiongnu Empire, but I never said that what I summon can't participate!" Ye Huan replied with a wry smile while pointing at the M4A1 assault rifle in Zhang Ren's hands. He felt fortunate that after half a month of effort, he had finally rescued Liu Ruyan and Ye Le while also bringing along the lovely Qiao Wei.
Having summoned the 2012 Arms Compendium and looking at the secret weapon on page twenty-eight, Ye Huan smiled as he put it away, unconsciously muttering, "Looks like you won't be of any use..."
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